Too petty, his little girl, you've gone so far Keep begging until you're smiling, you're a movie star Songs from the '50s your mom's used to sing Oh, in the kitchen while she's making dinner for your family
Keep dreaming, baby girl, keep your head up high Waiting for your mama to sing lullabies Well daddy isn't here and mama's smoking stacks Oh, headaches from the smoke you smell ain't getting wrecked
Closer to encourage and I'll be awake Sing yourself to sleep learn how to be afraid All you have is God, always a rivalry While your lungs are filled with all the smoke you breathe
Don't you worry now you sleep you little thing Daddy will come back and therefore he will sing Sing your precious lullaby to you he will While mama smokes her cancer 'til the dawn still
Closer to encourage and I'll be awake Sing yourself to sleep learn how to be afraid All you have is God, always a rivalry While your lungs are filled with all the smoke you breathe
Closer to encourage and I'll be awake Sing yourself to sleep learn how to be afraid All you have is God, always a rivalry While your lungs are filled with all the smoke you breathe
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